THIS QUEST...IS OVER!

  After four long months of not eating, strenuous exercising, ignoring I was on a diet, and then not eating again, I have finally reached my goal this morning.  I stepped up onto that electronic scale of mine and it read 170 pounds in all its digital glory.  It was a triumphant sight to behold.  Now, a lot of you have been asking me to post before-and-after pictures to prove that this weight loss did indeed actually happen.  Well, I forgot to take a "before" picture and I am too lazy to get up and take one of me now, so here is an artists depiction of my four month journey:

  As you can see, I look MUCH better than I previously did way back in September; although, it seems I may have lost a finger on my left hand somewhere in the process.  Lazy artist.
  If that visual proof does not convince you, here is a direct quote from my truthful wife:

  Aw gee, thanks Lyd. That was very sweet and truthful of you to say that.  Well, what's next for me you may or may not be asking yourselves?  I am in the process of creating a new workout plan to strengthen my abdominal and upper body muscles.  I have never had six-pack abs before, so after the new year I will be meeting with a physical trainer to help figure out how to achieve that goal.  It's going to be a very difficult quest, but one I look forward to tackling with the ferocity of six South African mountain goats. Yeah, it's gonna get real up in here. So, is this blog finished?  Sorry to disappoint, but not by a long shot. 

This Just In...

Ha, just kidding.  I'm not reporting anything until next week.  You will all have to wait in nerve-racking anticipation for the results.  I have 14 days until the ultimate weigh-in.  In between that time I have Christmas parties, birthday parties, and Christmas to foil my evil plans of looking good.  Curse you parties. YOU SHALL NOT PASS...I mean WIN.  YOU SHALL NOT WIN!

Danger, Will Robinson!

 

 

  It seems that the weight loss gods have decided to throw a curve ball in my epic quest to look good.  I have officially injured a muscle near my hip rendering my ability to run obsolete.  This is a bad thing seeing how I have lost probably 65% of my weight from running.  I guess it makes this little adventure more suspenseful, eh?  Wrong! It makes it incredibly more difficult and just a ginourmous pain in the butt...or should I say pain in the hip. Nice.

  The good news is that I lost 2 pounds this week which brings me down to 172.5 pounds.  I have 22 days to reach the 170 mark.  Can it be done?  Will I make it? Tune in next week, same bat time, same bat channel. 

 

Proverbial Poop, Meet Proverbial Fan

  This is it kids, this is where the proverbial "poop" hits the proverbial "fan."  It's time to buckle down so I can buckle down tighter on my belt. It's time to shape up so I can look shapely.  It's time to rock and roll so I can have a rock-hard body and no more fat rolls.  It's time to...I can't think of any more stupid lines. Next paragraph please.
  It was a tough week out here in Weight Loss Land.  Not only was it Thanksgiving, but I injured a tendon or muscle near my hip so I was unable to run this past week.  In lieu of the lack of cardio, I worked twice as hard on my upper body, hopefully putting a little muscle mass up there.  Oh yeah, I also splurged on a few fast food meals as well.  In spite of all that, I managed to lose one pound.  I don't know how that happened, but you will hear no complaints from me.  According to the calendar I have 29 days left to lose 4.5 pounds.  Hm.  It's not going to be a fun December.  The end is near in my epic quest to look good.  Who knows, once I look good, maybe I will embark on another epic quest to look amazing or fantastic.